Quotes About Love

What were these strange feelings that made him want to protect her, live for her, and die for her?

Her slender shoulders slumped making Marcus want to go to her and vow he'd never hurt her the way he could as a Drakkon.

Marcus? He heard her a few minutes later. Marcus. Another part of him. A part that loved her—whether he understood it or not. A part that drove him to continue. Sing to me, he told her. Sing the song we heard the night we went flying, the night at my cave. Sing it and I'll find you. Hurry, Marcus. I'm coming.

Let every lady in Camlochlin swoon over a charming smile. She had won the love of a man who shared his most intimate smiles for her alone

When you taste a measure of being able to love and enjoy the people in your life, without having to have any particular response from them, you are tasting bliss. You can move out into life, and you don't have to have your parking ticket stamped by human approval to do it.

you can't really love other people well unless you are at home in your own soul. You will simply be too afraid.

The strength to say "No" is required in order to love well.

Love anything . . . and your heart will be wrung. The more you succeed at love—the more you will have to lose. But honestly, would playing it safe and hedging your bets take you any place you really wanted to be? And as painful as love can be, could wisdom be won by any other means?

Letting ourselves be loved by God is the place where we stumble upon trust.

Love Contains Both "Yes" And "No

Don't spend your strength on women." Even great men are destroyed this way. A man who gives his heart to God first will be able to love and serve a woman without being dependent on her. He is standing on his own two feet because he knows what it is to bow his knee and his will before God.

A man does not go to a woman to get his strength; he goes to her to offer it."7

What I love about nursing is the way it legitimizes caring. In fact, I am paid to care.

Love is the common currency of the poor.

Some women can touch a man and heal like Jesus. The man who sees sunrise from a Belle woman's bed will swear he's been born again.

Some women barter their bodies like whores with wedding bands. Some use sex like a sword. But some women can touch a man and heal like Jesus.

Retirement is lie sex. Men love to talk about it, but when the time finally comes, they're good for about fifteen minutes then they're dying to put their ties back on.

Retirement is like sex. Men love to talk about it but when the time finally comes they're good for about fifteen minutes then they're dying to put their tie back on.

Old lovers are like socks. They always show up full of static cling and missing their mate.

You get prettier every day, don't you?" Red said, as he spun the stool. No one called Angela's little girl by her real name. No one could spit it out. Angela had found the name in the family Bible. Apparently, it wanted to stay there. "She's cute as a Dixie cup," Willie said from the service window. "Are you my little Dixie cup?" Red asked, giving her nose a tap. Clapping her hands, the child giggled and squealed. And just like that, Aubrette Orianna Belle was christened Dixie.

God is the greatest source of love a person can ever have.

Only after a person embraces her unconditional worth and value can she truly receive love from someone else.

She said, The cards care nothing for politics or the war of the Rebellion, nor General Lee nor General Meade. Only the war in the human heart. The forced marches of overweening emotions. The artillery of love. Piercings. Ambushes. The

Good girls are the ones who are most hunted, married, and shut away in their homes like treasure. They live in a box, without light or air, between love and submission. Bad girls are rejected and left free. They fly anywhere they feel like going, like butterflies. They lend nature the color of their wings and breathe the fresh air of the fields, between love and freedom.